 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1878 - 882 стор.
...never, never rain, Nor dew, thy tender blossoms cover ! For there was basely slain my love, My love, as he had not been a lover. ' The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest — 'twas my ain sewing; Ah, wretched me ! I little, little kenned He was, in these, to meet his... | |
 | John Ross - 1878 - 786 стор.
...tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my love. My love, as he had not been a lover. XIX. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewing, Ah ! wretched me ! I little little kenned He was in these to meet his ruin.... | |
 | English poetry - 1880 - 486 стор.
...O Yarrow fields, may never never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my luve, My luve, as he had not been a lover. The...boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my awn sewing : Ah l wretched me l I little, little kenn'd He was in these to meet his... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 стор.
...O Yarrow fields, may never never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my luve, My luve, as he had not been a lover. The...boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewing : Ah ! wretched me ! I little, little kenned He was in these to meet his... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 стор.
...О Yarrow fields, may never never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain these the high'st? Can these bring cordial peace?...False world, thou ly'st. FRANCIS QUABLES. ТИЕ LI vest, 'twas my awn sewinpr : Ah, wretched me ! I little, little kenn'd He was in these to meet his... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 стор.
...may never, never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover! For there was basely slain my love, My love, o joy aud bliss forever. greeu ; His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewin'. Ah, wretched me! I little, little ken'd He was in these... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1881 - 368 стор.
...tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my love, * My love, as he had not been a lover. 19 The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewin', Ah! wretched me! I little little kenned He was in these to meet his ruin.... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 стор.
...may never, never rain Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover! For there was basely slain my love. My love, rings. Thus doue the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lulled to sle vest, 'twas my ain scwin'. Ah, wretched mo! I little, little ken'd He was in these to meet his ruin... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 498 стор.
...never, never rain, Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover, For there was basely slain my Love, My Love, as he had not been a lover! ' The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewin' : Ah, wretched me ! I little, little knew, He was in these to met his ruin.... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 стор.
...never, never rain, Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover. For there was basely slain my Love, My Love, as he had not been a lover ! "The boy put on his robes, his robes of greeu, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewin' : Ah, wretched me ! I little, little knew He was in these... | |
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My love, as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewing; Ah! 
